Rubem Alves“I counted my years and discovered that I will have less time to livefrom now on than I have lived so far. I feel like thatgirl who won a bowl jabuticabas. The first, shesucked careless, but realizing that missing a few, gnaws the drupe.I do not have time to deal with mediocrity.Do not want to be in meetings where parade inflated egos.

I do not tolerate vanities. Uneasy myself with envious trying to destroywhom they admire, coveting their places talent and luck.I do not have time to megalomaniacal projects.Not attend conferences that set fixed deadlinesto reverse the misery of the world. I do not want to be invited to

weekend events with the proposal of shaking the millennium.I do not have time for endless meetings to discuss statutes, rules, procedures and internal regulations.I do not have time to manage squeamishness of people,that despite the chronological age are immature.I do not want to see the clock advancing at meetingsof ‘confrontation’, where we see the facts ‘getting clean’.

I hate doing ascertainment of facts of rivals that fought the majestic office of general secretary of the choir.

I just remembered Mário de Andrade who said: ‘people not discuss the contents, just the labels’. My time has become scarce to discuss labels, I want essence, my soul is in a hurry …

Not many jabuticabas in bowl, I want to live next to the people human, all too human; who laugh at his stumbles, do not get mesmerized by triumphs, not considered elected ahead of time, notflees his mortality, defends the dignity of the marginalized,and so only want to walk alongside of what is fair to.Walk close to real things and people, enjoying this

Love with absolutely no fraud, will never be a waste of time. ‘The essential makes life worth living.”